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A Writer's Journal: Entry IX
The words just won't come to me. . .
There's a story somewhere inside of my mind, but it's just not coming to me. The characters are there and so are their lives but I keep thinking too hard about it and looking too far into it. And before I know it, I have a playlist of songs narrating the character's entire life but I have no words written down, nothing written in that same character's voice.
And I don't know what's wrong with me at this point in my writing career. The stories are there and the narration is easy but the starting point is boring, the exciting part is more enticing. But I don't have the patience to get there. I have the pateince to write this journal entry however and get all the books that I need for research. But I just can't bring myself to write anything down.
And slowly I'm losing the story. . .
As well as my will to write anything.
Last night I found hidden messages inside of song lyrics instead of figuring out how to begin my novel. It's suppose to be National Novel Writing Month but I can't bring myself to even pick up the pen. I rather sit here and talk nonstop about the story and have nothing to show for it.
And I don't know why. . .
It hurts me, it drives me insane.
When I go to bed and wake-up with nothing to show for anything that I've done. And I just sitting here, writing about things that shouldn't matter when I have a book I should be writing.
I wanted to keep this journal so that I could write down my feelings about writing, or not writing for that matter. I thought forever ago that it might help ease the pain of the writer's block. But instead it's just taking up my time. Because I might as well have writer's block for this as well. Because even when it comes to my own feelings, let alone my characters--
I still can't find the words.
- Paige Rider
There's a story somewhere inside of my mind, but it's just not coming to me. The characters are there and so are their lives but I keep thinking too hard about it and looking too far into it. And before I know it, I have a playlist of songs narrating the character's entire life but I have no words written down, nothing written in that same character's voice.
And I don't know what's wrong with me at this point in my writing career. The stories are there and the narration is easy but the starting point is boring, the exciting part is more enticing. But I don't have the patience to get there. I have the pateince to write this journal entry however and get all the books that I need for research. But I just can't bring myself to write anything down.
And slowly I'm losing the story. . .
As well as my will to write anything.
Last night I found hidden messages inside of song lyrics instead of figuring out how to begin my novel. It's suppose to be National Novel Writing Month but I can't bring myself to even pick up the pen. I rather sit here and talk nonstop about the story and have nothing to show for it.
And I don't know why. . .
It hurts me, it drives me insane.
When I go to bed and wake-up with nothing to show for anything that I've done. And I just sitting here, writing about things that shouldn't matter when I have a book I should be writing.
I wanted to keep this journal so that I could write down my feelings about writing, or not writing for that matter. I thought forever ago that it might help ease the pain of the writer's block. But instead it's just taking up my time. Because I might as well have writer's block for this as well. Because even when it comes to my own feelings, let alone my characters--
I still can't find the words.
- Paige Rider
Published 8th Nov 2014
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